When the zombie 'pocalypse come, the whole dang world was unprepared. All of us, that is, 'cept me an mine.
We hunt em at night, me an Rosco. Safer then. They's slower, for one, an groups of em don't seem as coordinated in the dark.
Rosco, he's a purebred Mountain Cur. He's real protective of Jody May--that's my wife--an Baby Mellie, who come a few weeks after the world went bad. He can sniff em thangs just bout a mile off, an I pick em off.
Just got to keep the area clear, leave a better world for Baby Mellie to grow up in.
"We Hunt at Night" is a short zombie horror story originally published in the Does the Dog Die? anthology.
